I often wish that people could see who I really am because I feel that I am a fraud. The people around me seem to see me as one of two things, I am either a saint who takes care of everyone or I am fragile and need to be taken care of.
I am neither in my opinion.
As I put in the about me section I believe fervently that I am a selfish person. I am not exaggerating when I say that I live only for my own amusement. It is fortunate that making others smile and laugh amuses me.
I was clearing out my email inbox today and I came across some old letters from my sister. It would appear that selfishness runs in the family.
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